A huge 3D projection lights up above everyone's head, and fine straight green lines draw the entire building's architectural structure in the void.
Genji Heavy Industries.
The punk teenagers raised their heads and stared blankly at this virtual light and shadow image, their eyes changing from shock to excitement.
It's hard to imagine what it would be like when Bosozoku teenagers attack the Sheqi Eight Headquarters building in an organized and disciplined manner.
But it's about to become a reality.
Thermal weapons and ammunition are provided without reservation to a group of underage lunatics whose worldview has not yet been formed, especially since they have strong bodies modified by evolutionary drugs.
They can create a fanatical and bloodthirsty hybrid army. If they are let out, the whole of Tokyo will be in chaos.
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A blazing silver electric snake swam in the dark clouds, thunder suddenly sounded, and countless charged positive and negative ions connected in the air, sparking dazzling and gorgeous arc sparks that hit the top of the Tokyo Tower, and high-voltage lightning was instantly introduced to the earth.
The dark crowd surged, and many passers-by simply blocked the rain slanting in the wind with their hands, and anxiously rushed to the eaves on both sides of the street.
In the slanting wind and drizzle, someone held a large black umbrella and walked backwards among the hurried people, taking his time.
The young man is wearing a high-end custom-made black suit. The cuff of his left-hand shirt holding an umbrella reveals a Patek Philippe precision watch, engraved with the Calatrava cross star logo. The end of the cross of equal length is decorated with so-called fleurs-de-lis, composed of a knight's sword and a priest's cross.
It is composed of stars, symbolizing solemnity and bravery.
She looks fashionable and looks like a rising elite star in the financial world.
Except for the pair of white sneakers under his feet.
The young people just stepped on the asphalt road with small puddles like shooting stars, not minding that their expensive sneakers were stained by the rain.
Accompanied by a thunderous explosion, lightning flashed across the sky, and the sudden light reflected his tall and slender figure on the ground.
The sky-blue tram is slowly driving along the steel track laid in the middle of the road. This type of transportation appeared very early, but its running speed is not high. It is not even as good as domestic buses that stop at three stops and arrive at five o'clock.
There is a comfortable feeling of slowing down the pace of life.
The young man put away his black umbrella and stepped onto the tram, revealing his handsome face, which attracted the envious gazes of many high school girls.
He walked to the window seat in the back row of the tram and sat down as if there was no one else around. He held the handle of the umbrella with one hand and turned his head to look at the patter of rain outside the glass window.
No one dared to talk to this young man, not even high school students of similar age.
While they were still busy running between school and home with their schoolbags on their backs, they were already wearing Armani haute couture suits and Patek Philippe watches, looking like successful people.
"The Meteorological Bureau issued an announcement at 9 o'clock, saying that the heavy rain was affected by the entry of the typhoon."
One student took out his cell phone from his pocket and whispered to the classmate next to him.
The sky outside the window was already completely dark, with only a few scattered street lamps around still emitting a pale old yellow light, like beacons in the fog of the night.
Everyone will be affected by the weather to a greater or lesser extent, with a hint of panic and depression.
Only by sitting on the tram and blending in with the whole group can this uneasy mood be greatly reduced.
Li Yongyuan and the three of them did not plan to go on a mission together. They needed to forge proof of their absence, and the target of the operation together was too large and too suspicious.
They have to try their best to leave a deep enough impression on the people around them on the planned route, and finally meet in secret.
Just like the montage technique used in movies, shot cuts and sound effects are used to piece together the fragmented and incomplete time into a complete day.
And what they need is to use that blank time that is actually lacking to invade Genji Heavy Industries Kaguya's system.
There were more and more people on the tram because of the heavy rain. There were old men with gray hair, middle-aged men in suits and ties, and high school girls in black stockings and blue and white sailor uniforms.
They gathered in the car, but they did not communicate with each other. They just stared silently at the mobile phones or books in their hands, browsing through the lights on the roof of the car.
There was only a thin girl wearing a black cotton skirt, struggling to carry a brown-gray cloth bag, and while holding on to the handrail of the tram, she promoted her products to the passing passengers.
"Does anyone need rice balls? They are all freshly made in-house, fresh and delicious."
She is young and looks like she has just entered high school, but because of her poor family, she has to sell some of her own rice balls while riding the train to supplement the family income.
Unfortunately, cheap cold snack food like rice balls is a common food for locals, and almost no one is willing to buy it.
The girl's face couldn't help but look a little sad.
"Excuse me, what kind of fillings are there?"
There was a male voice from Qingyue. His Japanese was very standard, but he had a certain foreign accent.
The handsome boy who had been sitting in the back row spoke up, showing a faint and gentle smile.
The people looking down at their phones couldn't help but be attracted to his attention.
"There are plum rice balls, meat floss rice balls, and salmon rice balls, sir."
The girl walked over in small steps and said timidly.
It was actually the boy's clothes that put a lot of pressure on her.
"Then let me have a taste each."
The boy continued.
"good."
The girl carefully took out the rice ball from the bag and handed it out without even mentioning the price.
The boy reached out and took it, thanking him.
Passengers are generally not allowed to eat pungent food on trains in Japanese cities, but rice balls are obviously not included in this list.
So after taking it, the boy opened one at will and chewed it silently.
The girl then remembered that she had forgotten to collect the money, but she did not dare to disturb the guests while they were dining, so she could only wait quietly for the boy to finish.
The glutinous rice ball wrapped in seaweed, sprinkled with some black sesame, thin cucumber and pork floss is chewy and not sticky to the teeth.
The boy finished one quickly.
"Sorry, I don't have any cash with me."
The boy noticed that the girl glanced at him from the corner of her eye from time to time, showing her white teeth and smiling.
The passengers next to me couldn't stand it when they heard these words, but they were afraid of causing trouble and didn't dare to speak.
"No, it's okay. These rice balls will be treated as free to you."
The girl seemed a little flustered. She was obviously the one who was taking the right decision, but at this moment she stepped back and waved her hands, speaking softly.
"Well, I'll use this watch to pay off my debt, and I'll redeem it later when I have time."
Li Yongyuan reached out and took off the piece of Patek Philippe from his wrist, and put it into the cloth bag carried by the girl without any explanation.
The eyes of the surrounding passengers suddenly became red, and they watched with heavy breathing as the expensive watch disappeared from their sight.
"No, this is too expensive. Homemade rice balls are very cheap."
The girl also wanted to reach out and take out the watch, although she didn't know the specific value of the watch. In short, it was very expensive.
"No need, the price of all commodities in the world depends on the relationship between supply and demand, just like life-saving water in the desert. How can you say it is not as good as gold? Now in my eyes, these rice balls that can provide energy are obviously more valuable."
The boy rejected her.
"Then how can I find Mr. to return this watch in the future?"
The girl reluctantly accepted Li Yongyuan's words, but she still thought that one day the property would be returned to its original owner.
"I'm about to take the train to the Skytree in Sumida District. If there is a chance, we will meet again."
The boy just smiled and did not leave his specific address.
The other passengers looked at each other in confusion, looking out the window at the sky covered with dark clouds, with bright silver lightning piercing the sky from time to time.
Is this guy a lunatic?
Today's Skytree is equivalent to an oversized lightning rod!
Half an hour later, the handsome boy got off the tram and disappeared alone into the empty street under heavy rain, holding a black umbrella.
Of course he would not go to the Skytree. The Patek Philippe from before had left a deep impression on all the passengers. Even if the Sheqi family investigates in the future, they will inadvertently make perjury on his behalf.
The girl watched him leave blankly, with complex emotions in her eyes.
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On the dark and narrow road, the shining golden car lights turned on, and then there was a low roar of engines. A fleet of heavy motorcycles roared past on the highway, and from time to time the wild and proud shouts and strange laughter of teenagers could be heard.
The young bosozokus wearing silver skull necklaces and black leather jackets studded with copper nails now have rows of large-caliber metal machine gun bullets wrapped around their waists and shoulders. Each bullet that penetrates the human body is enough to cause fatal injuries.
harm.
Their exposed, strong arms were covered with colorful and ferocious tattoos, and they carried long knives or steel rods on their backs.
The rain was heavy, but it could not extinguish the rising anger in the bodies of these young people. Some of them opened their eyes, and their golden pupils glowed with ferocity in the dark night, like wild beasts.
They rode motorcycles very fast, without any regard for blocking traffic. In fact, no one dared to stop them, even those who were underage.
Before he even got out of the car, the hard steel rod smashed the windshield of the front window with a shrill sound, and the car body instantly lit up with dazzling red taillights and emitted a piercing siren.
The drivers could only huddle cowardly in the driver's seat and watch them drive away with arrogant laughter and brandishing various control weapons.
"Look, this riot will be recorded in history books as the beginning of the collapse of the rule of the eight Sheqi families!"
Wearing a white official mask, a slim black tuxedo, and a burgundy bow tie, the royal general stood on the viaduct, raising his pale hands and looking down at the hybrid army composed of Bosozoku that was attacking at full speed ahead.
The rain soaked his suit and shirt until it soaked into his brown leather shoes, but he still maintained his enthusiastic posture.
"Is it just a trigger?"
The handsome young man beside him walked forward with his hands behind his hands, thoughtfully.
"They have forgotten us under the sun for too long. It's time for the ghosts of the Underworld to return to the human world."
The king's voice was trembling with excitement, he couldn't wait to let those headstrong guys have a taste of blood.
"gone."
The strange young man carried the long scarlet knife on his left shoulder and jumped out from the viaduct. The helicopter behind him came like a big bird, hanging down a slender nylon rope.
He just grabbed the string with one hand and hung in the air. As the helicopter flew away at low altitude, his wide-sleeved kimono danced under the wind and waves caused by the rotation of the wings, with water droplets splashing everywhere.